The next harvest was so great that it surprised them. No
neighbor's field bore so many bushels of wheat to the acre. The
sons were pleased with their success.
After the wheat was harvested, they met to make plans for
searching again for the hidden treasure. The second son said:
"I have been thinking ever since our big harvest that perhaps
father knew how this search would turn out. We have much gold, We
did not find it in a hole in the ground, but we found it by
digging. If we had not cultivated our fields well, we should not
have had such a crop of wheat. Our father was wise; we have dug
for the treasure and have found it.
"We will cultivate the ground still better next year and make the
soil rich; then we shall find more treasure."
The other sons agreed to this. "It is good to work for what we
get," they said.
Year after year the farm was well tilled and bore good crops. The
sons became rich, and they had two things much better than wealth
--good health and happiness.
THE YOUNG FOX
"You may hunt with me now, Reynard," said a wise old fox to his
young son. "It is time that you were beginning to make your
living."
"That pleases me well," said Reynard. "I should not mind going out
alone.
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